K’ook, the casual Korean restaurant that replaced Jewel of India at 324 East 6th Street, opened this week and is now serving “crispy rice eggs” (boiled eggs wrapped in pork, rice, and kimchi and then deep fried). We stopped in for a visit this afternoon and they rolled out a feast of traditional and fusion dishes. That’s what “casual” means, explained chef Dantae (given name Yong Choi), who has worked in restaurants in Koreatown and on Long Island. (Owner Felicia Park was a partner in Han Joo on St. Marks Place.) Like another Korean newcomer, Yooeating, K’ook serves more than just the classics, as you can see from the menu and from the photos below.
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Call it a pet project. This Sunday, the Mark Miller Gallery will launch a show featuring paintings of cats and dogs, and four-legged gallery goers will be treated to
wine and cheese water bowls and dog treats.
Ever since he was a kid, Mark Miller has had a soft spot for animals. “People can’t afford to take care of their dogs and cats,” he told me. “We’ve had a lot of homeless animals in the Lower East Side and it’s caused me to get warm to the whole idea of doing something for dogs and cats.”
When Shara Hughes was born, her father bought her and her three brothers 200 acres of land each in rural Georgia. It was the early ’80s and land was going for 10 cents an acre. Her father saw his opportunity and planted a tree farm. Shara spent a lot of her childhood on that property, learning about land and taking care of the trees. She still goes there to enjoy the space and the nature and when she moved to New York from Atlanta in August last year, land – because there’s so little of it in the city – was the first thing she thought about.
On the counter at Beyond Vape, on St. Marks Place, you’ll find the usual varieties of “juice” used to power e-cigarettes. And you’ll also find a relatively recent addition: a donation jar.
The East Village is filled with ashes today as Christians prepare for 40 days of self-restraint, atonement and fasting. Even if you’re not the religious type, you probably still noticed people walking the streets with gray crosses on their foreheads and realized it’s Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent. To celebrate, we actually went to church.
Fifty Shades of Grey is out in theaters today, amidst a flurry of criticism that its portrayal of BDSM closer resembles domestic violence than a consensual erotic relationship. In search of an authority on the matter, we ventured over to East 13th Street to spend an afternoon with The Baroness, a dominatrix and latex clothing designer who, rumor has it, once spit-roasted a man for three and a half hours.
A food fight broke out at Brooklyn Brewery last night. Lots of them, actually.
Immersed in the thick scent of brewing beer, people in olive green jackets and cable-knit sweaters showed up to watch Leyla Acaroglu’s Verbal Fight Club and Drew Weigel’s Presentation Party Night NYC join forces. The result: a series of five-minute presentations on the “food fight ethics of what we choose to put in our bodies.”
Good news for East Villagers who prefer Fitbits to chokers: the New York Sports Club that replaced Gracefully on Avenue A will officially open for workouts on March 2, according to company reps. Not that everyone is happy about it: as I took this picture a man walked by on his cell phone and I happened to overhear his conversation: “Are they building a gym? They’re building a gym! Oh, those fuckers!”
Meanwhile in Bushwick, at least one gym can’t come soon enough.
After talking to photographer Ken Schles last week about his exhibition opening at the Howard Greenberg Gallery I headed to the Midtown East last Thursday to check it out. Ken captured the East Village during the 1980s heroin haze and I wanted to see the glittering carnage up close. What I found was something else entirely.